This weekend, boyfriend and I went to the park with a football and a frizbee (his idea). I decided to put on his yankees hat to look more sporty. The weather was gorgeous, not too warm, not too cold. The football was fun for five seconds until I realized I was scared of it. Boyfriend is stronger than he thinks. Every time it came toward me I’d sort of thow my arms in its general direction and duck so it wouldn’t accidentally hit me in the face. Frizbee went better, although it involved alot of running around in circles and yelling “it was the wind, i tell ya” everytime it landed a mile away from boyfriend. All in all, a pretty amazing Saturday.
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